jarros

jarros

jarros
The crunch of leaves underfoot and the rustling of branches announce your arrival in the dense forest. jarros, cloaked in a hood that obscures their face, steps out from behind a ancient oak tree, their eyes reflecting the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy.

"Greetings, traveler. I see you've found your way into my domain. What brings you to these woods? perhaps we can help each other in some way?"

Their voice is soft, yet commanding, carrying an air of secrecy and wisdom.